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Bab 3: Her husband

After the angry man stormed out of the room, Ave could not sit still anymore. She began to pace back and forth in the spacious room, worried and terrified about what she'd gotten into. The atmosphere was luxurious but felt alien to her, and the pain in her head was nothing compared to her messed-up emotions.

First and foremost, in all the transmigration novels and movies she'd watched, the transmigrated person always had the memories of the body they transmigrated into, but her unfortunate self had ended up in a body with no memories whatsoever.

If she could have a glimpse of this Victoria's memories, she'd have known what year she was in, what era, and most importantly, why the hell that angry man seemed to be after her head.

If she had this woman's memories, she might have been able to navigate this world and understand how and why she ended up here when she doesn't belong.

All she knew was that this Victoria had also been in an accident, but she didn't know the details. What if she'd been transmigrated here and this Victoria into her real body?!

No freaking way, she had to go back, but first, she had to know what year this was and what had happened to this woman.

She hadn't been able to look into any mirrors again, but the sight of the red hair made it obvious that she wouldn't be seeing her own face if she did. Thus, when she turned around, she made sure to avoid looking into any of the many mirrors in the chamber.

"This woman sure liked to look at herself, or else who in their right mind would put a mirror on almost every wall of the room?" Ave muttered to herself.

From what she'd heard from a terrified maid who'd come to check up on her after the angry man stormed out, Lydia was her maidservant and had been since her childhood.

Clapping her hands and ready to get down to business, Ave pointed to the terrified maid who looked ready to disappear at the far end of the door. "Alright, let's get to the bottom of this. You there, fetch me Lydia."

The maid rushed out in such haste that she tripped over her dress, stood up again, and Ave watched her in disbelief.

She came back within a minute with the young maid Lydia, who fell to her knees the moment she entered. "Your Highness, you summoned me?"

"Yes, I did. I want—" before she could complete her words, Lydia had begun to cry while kowtowing.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness. I tried to protect you, but His Highness shoved me out of the way! Forgive me for my incompetence..."

Not again with this maid crying and asking for forgiveness! Ave thought in dismay, but then something the maid said caught her interest. First, she needed to know the answer to a burning question.

Sitting down, trying to appear regal and not show her discomfort in the weird dress she was wearing, Ave said, "You can stop crying. I have forgiven you."

"Really, Your Highness?" Lydia asked in disbelief, knowing the princess wasn't the kind of person to forgive easily without punishment. Not even she, who had grown up with her, was spared from her punishment, not to mention after her huge mistake of ruining things for her and almost causing her to lose her life in the process.

Could it be that the princess was testing her again before punishing or even beheading her like she did to a maid a few months ago?

Lydia broke down in tears again, her body trembling as she continued to kowtow while saying,

"Your Highness! I swear on my life I tried to stop him! Please don't kill me, I have been serving you for a very long time. I am—"

"If you don't stop crying, I think I might choke you to death!" Ave exclaimed to keep the girl quiet so she could ask her questions without being interrupted by some melodramatic scene about things she didn't know.

Those words worked; Lydia was as silent as steel and her face as pale as a sheet. But she nodded obediently.

Trying to be friendly after obviously scaring the poor girl, Ave asked gently, "Alright, I will forgive you if you answer my questions without crying. Do you understand?"

Lydia nodded quickly.

Satisfied, she asked, "First tell me, what year is this?" She needed to know what era she was in before anything else. And she hoped it wasn't far behind from 2024 and that the people here were just still living in ancient times.

'I hope it's in the late '90s. That way, I can work my way back up again. Please let it be 1999 or even 2000, I can work with that.'

Lydia frowned but answered without hesitation, "We are in the year 1303, Your Highness."

All color drained from Ave's face, and she lost her balance on the bed and collapsed to the floor, her mouth wide open in horror and disbelief. She was seven centuries away from her time and era!

This must be some sort of a joke!

"Are... are you all right, Your Highness?" Lydia asked, anxious as she noticed the princess's pale face.

"I am way past all right, girl. I am doomed!" She cried out, feeling her stomach knot and her body shake internally. How was she supposed to survive in an era where everything was strange and foreign to her? She would be crazy to just accept the fact that her perfect life in the big city of New York was over in a blink of an eye!

She'd just bought a house and was even planning on getting a private plane after she'd signed the contract with a company that offered to make her the face of their brand. Everything was falling into place before this, and now...

No freaking way. She was going to leave this place, but first, she needed to know how she'd ended up in 1303! She could only go back by knowing the way she'd come here.

Still trying to recover from her shock, she glanced at the concerned maid and asked the next question she was curious about.

"And who was that angry devil who left this room a few minutes ago? What is my relationship with him?"

Lydia's eyes widened at those questions, and an obvious shudder shook her body as if the mere mention of the angry man scared her.

"Y-your Highness, don't you remember who he is anymore?" She asked nervously, finding it strange that the princess was asking questions she already knew.

"I'm having a bit of a problem with my memories; I can't seem to remember a lot of things," Ave said to make the maid answer her questions without wondering why she asked them when she already knew.

"Oh, I have summoned the royal physician earlier, but he's taking so long to get here. Let me go and check—" Lydia said in panic, already standing up, but Ave stopped her.

"Let the physician be. Answer my questions first. What is my relationship with that man?"

"He is the second prince, Your Highness..." She muttered, not daring to speak out her mistress's relationship with the second prince, whom she hated to the point she didn't like her name being mixed with his nor acknowledge their relationship.

"And what's my relationship with the second prince?" Ave raised a brow in question.

"I daren't say it, Your Highness!" Lydia bowed her head, trembling.

"It's a command; you can't refuse unless you want me to strangle you to death." Ave said, enjoying the fact that an empty threat was enough to make the maids here waver and do whatever they were asked of.

"Forgive me, Your Highness. The second prince is your husband!"

"MY WHAT??!" She exclaimed in a voice loud enough to cause an earthquake, terrifying the maid even more.


Bab 4: Way back

Ave rocked back and forth on the floor, her legs crossed in an Indian style. She stared blankly at the flickering lamp on the ancient dressing table filled with several beauty oils and elixirs. She was staring at the lamp, but she wasn't seeing it.

Everything she'd just learned from Lydia swirled around her brain and replayed like a broken record. She hadn't just transmigrated into a strange world but was also the wife of a prince rumored to be cursed and doomed to suffer for the rest of his life!

A prince Lydia had described in a vivid way that made her believe every single word of the rumors from her experience with him an hour ago.

She'd given Lydia permission to describe the second prince exactly as everyone did, and the girl had surprised her when she stood up from her kneeling position and began gesturing with her hands while saying,

"Some say the second prince was cursed at birth by a vengeful sorcerer. Others whisper that he was born under a blood moon, marking him as a harbinger of doom to the empire. It was said he would have been executed the day he was born, but the emperor had shown him mercy because of the royal blood that flows in him..."

Lydia had not stopped there. She'd told her that because of his skills on the battlefield, the emperor had given him a position in the military and allowed him to stay in the palace. However, he had his own separate building in the palace, which was named the "Dooming Palace of the Cursed Prince" and which was where she was currently in right now as she was married to him.

"...Witnesses claim his eyes glow red with an unholy light during battle. Soldiers also report seeing him tear through enemies with supernatural strength, leaving no survivors. Rumors also has it that he tried to kill the first prince in battle because he secretly wants to be the next emperor, but a monster like him can never rule the empire..."

"If he's this terrifying, why in hell did I marry him?" Ave had asked with a lost expression, cutting the girl from her immersive narration of the prince.

It seemed Lydia was so eager to continue talking about the Cursed Prince that she'd answered her unhesitatingly without a second thought. "Because despite the terrifying rumors about him, he cares about Your Highness so much until recently..."

"What happened recently?" Ave had asked in a murmur, but Lydia was lost in her description of the cursed prince to hear.

Lydia went on and on about the prince to the extent Ave had blocked her off and was lost in deep thoughts, while she looked on with deep misery. Not only was she in a body that looked exactly like Victoria, she had to deal with being married to a man feared by all and seemed to be after her head despite what the girl said about him caring.

A Cursed Prince, who had looked ready to strangle her, was her husband. No, not her husband, but Princess Selene's, who she'd just learned was a nineteen-year-old girl.

If the so-called rumors about the prince hadn't terrified her, then she'd be lying to herself. It terrified her because her eighteen senses told her that he didn't like his wife, nor did the wife like him, which meant she was doomed!

After a few minutes of digesting everything, Ave finally looked at the maidservant who had now fallen silent after her long description of the prince. She sat quietly with her head down as if she wasn't the eager girl talking a moment ago.

Ave almost felt sorry for the maidservant as she seemed to be an interesting person to be around but was scared to cross the boundaries with her mistress and was forced into being tamed.

"Now that I know that he is Selene's husband, and you claimed he cares about her, can you tell me why he seemed to hate her now and how Selene ended up in an accident that almost cost her life?" She asked calmly, her mind still not coming to terms with her now being this so-called Princess Selene.

Lydia looked taken aback and frightened at the same time as she said, "Your Highness, you are scaring me again. Why are you referring to yourself like that? You are Princess Selene..."

"Oh, yeah. I am Selene, an ancient Victoria who is unfortunate enough to marry that creepy man. I would have laughed my ass off and told her, 'serves you right,' but I'm in her body now and I have to suffer in her place before I find my way back home. Home, I never thought I'd miss you this much..." She muttered in dismay, clutching her aching heart and dramatically slamming her clenched fist against it as if that would stop her misery and misfortune.

Lydia looked on in confusion. She could barely understand what her mistress was saying to give a reply. Though she found it strange that her mistress, who hated sitting on the bare floor, was now sitting there, asking her questions about the second prince, whom the mere mention of his name ruined her mood, she kept her silence for fear of getting scolded.

"Your Highness...!" Lydia called in worry when Ave suddenly stood up from the floor like a possessed human and yanked at her hair wildly in frustration while cursing Victoria and her entire generation.

"Start telling me now, Lydia. How the hell did Selene—or I mean me—end up in an accident? I need answers, and I want them now!"

"You fell off the window of an inn while talking to Prince Lucian, the second prince and hit your head on a rock." She cried. "The royal physician had announced you dead, but your heart suddenly started beating again. I thought I'd lost you because of my foolishness! Forgive me, Your Highness, I deserve to be killed!"

Here we go again with the crying and apologies! Though she'd come to the conclusion that the girl was nice and interesting, she was starting to piss Ave off with her crying and apologies!

Ignoring the pleading girl, Ave focused on her own thoughts and conclusions. Since Princess Selene had fallen down a window, like the maidservant had said, then it means they'd fallen down at the same time!

If she'd ended up here because of a fall, it was possible she'd go back when she fell off the same spot Selene had!

She couldn't possibly stay here when her life in 2024 was way better than this! She still had an unfinished C-drama series she was yet to finish, not to mention she had Victoria to get back at! That little witch!

And she was starving like someone who hadn't eaten for ages! She could eat a mountain of food right now. But first, she hadn't fed all of her curiosity yet. Food could wait a few more minutes. She was a princess anyway, and a feast must have been prepared for her by now.

"You said I fell off a window of an inn while speaking to Prince Lucian. How is that? Did he by any chance push me off? Because from what I see, he didn't like me and looked ready to break my poor arm. Why did he even hate me when you said he cared about me?" Ave asked, wiggling her brows as her curiosity about those questions got the best of her.

Lydia immediately bowed her head again, looking panicked. "Your Highness, I... I am not permitted to speak of that!" She cried.

Raising an eyebrow, Ave inquired, "Not permitted? By whom? I'm your mistress, aren't I? Shouldn't you be telling me what I ask?"

"It was your command, Your Highness. Before... before the accident, you told me to keep quiet about certain matters, no matter if you were the one who asked me to talk about them..."

Feigning shock, she said, "Did I now? How interesting. And what exactly were these matters?"

"I dare not speak of them, Your Highness! I would rather you kill me than for me to speak of them to you again!" She wept.

Even though she found it stupid that Selene had given such orders, Ave shrugged casually and unconcernedly. Well, whatever this Victoria had done to make her husband hate her, or whatever happened between them, was none of her business. She would be going back home once she fell off the window anyway.

Flinging herself onto the large bed without a care in the world now that she'd known a way out, she smiled and said, "I'm starving. Go get me food. I want a feast fit for a queen. I see in many movies how these ancient royals serve enticing foods. Bring me everything, and then we can talk about you taking me to the inn to take a good look at that window where I fell off."


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